Shadeflower | Fernclan territory| Freya

The medicine cat ultimately decided to bring Freya a very plump mouse. She trotted out of camp with the mouse in her jaws.” Freya, I wasn’t sure what prey you wanted so I brought you the biggest mouse.” She stated a a little proudly, she figured if she was going to be able to catch anything with next to no hunting experience it might as well be a mouse. She looked around to ensure no one saw her doing this.

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Zing and Zang

'Unfortunately no.' The tom frowned, pinning his ears uncertainly. He'd heard of keeping track of pathways, yet he hadn't expected to actually go this far and assumed it an unnecessary extra step. He glanced back behind them into the crowded shrubbery that clung in groups, waxy leaves lit by the sun. Ew. Everything looked the same, how was he or Zing supposed to memorise the path?

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Froststar | Fernclan Territory | Riverstrike, Zing & Zang

The tom wasn’t surprised they didn’t remember where they came from. The forest was known for getting cats lost. “Well, they came from the Northern border, I would assume to start there.” Froststar stopped for a moment, thinking about where Dewleaf would typically hunt. “I assume Dewleaf was as close to the border as she could get.” Froststar added with a sigh, a note if disappointment in his voice, “so they probably didn’t wander too far into the forest.” Hopefully once the group got to the border, Riverstrike would be able to pick up their scent from earlier and lead the kittypets home. “If it becomes too troublesome..” Froststar hesitated, glancing at Zing and Zang again before continuing, “come back here. We can’t risk loosing our Deputy. Those two can sleep in the Elders den. I would have Aldergrove sleep in the Warriors den. If it comes to that I mean.” Although he had doubt that Riverstrike would have any problems, might as well offer. His thoughts drifted to Shadeflower, hoping she wasn’t too lonely in the Medicine Cat den. He would tell her what happened once the group left.

Badgerpaw | Western Fernclan Territory | Aldergrove

“A salamander?” Badgerpaw asked, quickly following after Aldergrove. “What’s that? I don’t think I’ve seen one of those.” The apprentice imagined a snake with the skin of a frog and scrunched up his nose at the thought. Maybe he would see one later. He took in Aldergrove’s advice and nodded, showing that he heard them. “I didn’t know toads buried themselves in soil, interesting.” Badgerpaw would make sure to try this out when they reached the streams they were getting close, Badgerpaw could feel the humidity growing ever so slightly as they approached the small forest stream. Moisture never seemed to leave this part of the forest; dew still clinging on the ferns that took over the area, mist hanging in the air like the morning fog. Badgerpaw shivered, it was colder in this area as well. Probably because of how dense the forest was, the large redwood branches blocking out almost all sunlight.

Dewleaf | Fernclan Camp | Salmonleap

Dewleaf listened quietly again, thinking about what to say to comfort Salmonleap. Maybe there wasn’t anything more she could say. Dewleaf had never been in love, but she could imagine how Salmonleap had felt when the father of her kits had refused to join the clan. Dewleaf gently set her tail on Salmonleap’s shoulder, “well to start… I think we all aim to be better mothers than our own.” Dewleaf said, forcing a small laugh. Her own mother had been a nightmare; leaving Dewleaf behind so she could have the freedom of traveling without kits. Froststar, or at the time Frosttalon, had been furious. He was a newly appointed Deputy and now had to take care of a 3 moon old kit. Dewleaf shook the memory out her head, this wasn’t about her. Dewleaf noticed Salmonleap pause, maybe she thought she was talking too much? “You came to check on me and see how I was doing, it’s your turn to talk now. Don’t worry, I really don’t mind.” She didn’t mind, not one bit. Dewleaf also found she got lonely as well, she was glad there was someone her age to chat with.

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When they admit to not knowing, Riverstrike figures she should've guessed that. Unfamiliar territory is like that with anycat, though she can hope she doesn't take too long sorting this out.

She nods at Froststar's words, though the idea of doing anything but her best was nearly unfathomable. She would get these kittypets back home, though a small part of her knows that it's the perfectionist part of her speaking, the part who would feel like a let down if she did return to camp without finding anything. "Will do." She dips her head in a nod, before turning to the two.

"Let's go then." She takes Froststar's advice. The best place to start is indeed the Northern border; so she leads the way there, ears pricked to make sure that there are pawsteps following her.

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𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚊 | 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 | 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

The average-sized stocky she-cat abruptly fixed her dull amber and cobalt blue eyes on the primarily dark-coated feline, maintaining her previously vexed expression during the process of leisurely forcing her weight upwards with her paws in order to separate her silky long fur from the grass-covered ground and achieve an upright position. "Hmph, next time I'd rather not go near an area inhabited by a bunch of forest cats; however, I’ll let it be this time; I always appreciate a free snack." Freya ultimately muttered in a monotonous tone, obligating herself to demonstrate a somewhat tranquil demeanor due to her deal with the healer, merely utilizing her carnivorous dentition to grasp the plump mouse.

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Shadeflower | Fernclan territory| Freya

She nodded." I understand but I would have much rather gotten you some food than not have gotten you any at all." she stated nudging the plump mouse towards the she cat. She sat down and rested her tail over her paws. Her ear twitched as she looked back towards camp to see if anything was happening. When she concluded that everything was fine she looked back towards Freya, she studied the she cat with curiosity as she began to wonder why Freya had followed her here.

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𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚊 | 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 | 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

The average-sized stocky she-cat maintained her dull amber and cobalt blue gaze on the primarily dark-coated feline, subconsciously inclining her head mildly due to an abrupt notion that entered the rouge’s consciousness, causing the alluring female to cautiously release the plump mouse to communicate. "Hm, wouldn’t it have been more convenient to simply hunt in the western territory considering it would’ve taken less time than traveling all the way here?" The silky, long-coated rouge inquired after a brief period of time, her voice containing a somewhat monotonous tone during the process of anticipating a possible response from the healer.

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Shadeflower | Fernclan territory| Freya


"I'm not the best hunter, it's not exactly my job." She stated the main reason she was not the best hunter was because she never learned, how to do so. She felt her ears fall back against her head, it was a rather....embarrassing thing to admit. She knew she couldn't do a lot of things like the warriors could do. Hunt, fight, etc. She eyed the rouge now feeling the sense that Freya would make fun of her or something. She wouldn't mind elaborating more since Freya didn't know how the clan worked.

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Ghost’Limb||FernClan Territory.||

Ghost’Limb looked around before spotting a mouse, crouching and getting into position again. After a good while he pounced, catching the mouse and killing it swiftly with a cheer for himself, as he began padding back to camp with a small happy smile on his face that he caught something for once.

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𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚊 | 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 | 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

The average-sized stocky she-cat’s dull amber and cobalt blue subtly widened due to the primarily dark-coated feline’s words, obtaining a tinge of intrigue during the process, causing the rouge to continuously incline her head mildly towards the side. "Hm, I thought all mature forest cats supposedly knew how to hunt since food gets scarce at certain times of the year; why didn’t your group show you?" The silky, long-coated rouge inquired in response to the healer’s comment, and her voice gradually developed a somewhat tranquil tone once again.

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Shadeflower | Fernclan territory| Freya

"When I was training, caring for the cats and herbs and such took priority over that." She admitted sheepishly as she looked towards camp, she really debated asking Froststar to help her learn how to hunt. She felt more comfortable asking Froststar since he came to him with all his problems and she had helped him though difficult times. She thought if she asked Riverstrike or anyone else it would just end up being embarrassing and she would just give up and not try it again. Though she didn't doubt that the rest of the clan could teach her, it just felt like such an embarrassing thing to ask.

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𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚊 | 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 | 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

The average-sized stocky she-cat abruptly commenced to reflect on the healer’s previous words, her alluring bi-colored gaze lowering towards the grass-coated ground, causing the silky, long-furred rouge to appear absentminded. "Hm, I’ve seen plenty of prey inhabiting the area where plenty of herbs thrive; we should get going before the other forest cats notice my presence anyway."  The multicolored feline responded in a fairly monotonous manner prior to redirecting her body and leisurely heading towards the western territory once again, briefly glancing backwards in order to observe if Shadeflower was accompanying her.

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Shadeflower | Fernclan territory| Freya

The she cat nodded following the she cat.” Where will you be heading too now?” She asked occasionally turning her head to look behind her to see if anyone had seen them or was now following them. She didn’t necessarily feel she was doing anything wrong just simply helping a cat and chatting with her, now if she had actually taken her into camp that might be a different story but for now she didn’t necessarily see what she was doing as wrong.

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Ghost’Limb||Entering camp—> in camp||

Ghost’Limb walked back to camp a bit prouder than usual, sitting down in the clearing to munch on what he caught, since he was rather hungry after being the out for so long in Fernclan Territory, his hat tipping over his eyes as he tried to eat, crouching to munch on the mouse.

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𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚊 | 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 | 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

The average-sized stocky she-cat’s somewhat rounded triangular right ear appeared to subtly twitch as they perceived the sound of the somewhat unfamiliar feline’s voice, the rouge leisurely decreasing her pace in order for the healer to be capable of catching up. "Well, I did say earlier, when we were in western territory, that I’d be willing to accompany you to an area with better herbs and plenty of prey in exchange for something, did I not?" Freya ultimately commented in response to the smaller female’s query, utilizing a tranquil and faintly hushed tone.

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